Claus didn't like Blacky. She was manipulative, rude, and possibly entirely evil.
But... something was wrong. She wasn't on the same level as him. She was trapped somewhere. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he devoted himself to being calm.
Ok, it was time to review the facts. Claus knew Blacky was a Pokemon, a little black and yellow fox thing called and Umbreon. A Dark type. She writes about going home every once and a while. She called him Master. So... her trainer? He knew nothing about her trainer, but apparently, she really didn't like his wife.
"I'm, uh... I'm sorry?"
He knew he couldn't probe into her mind, with her nature and with the state it was in. He searched her eyes, regardless.
"I didn't forget about you." I mean, if she still went to visit...
What? That didn't make sense. If he still remembered her, why did he give off the impression that he didn't before?
She didn't even care anymore. If he said he didn't, he didn't. She wanted to believe that. She wanted to go home with him, with this version that was neither married nor cold. "...I'm tired, Master. Just take me home. With you, and with Raticate, and with my son, and even your children. Even she can be there, just... Let's... I'm so tired. Of everything."
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He stared at her, completely at a loss. "... Huh?"
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"Miss Blacky... what are you talking about?!"
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"Wasn't strong enough for what?"
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And then she broke down into tears because she didn't know what else to do.
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But... something was wrong. She wasn't on the same level as him. She was trapped somewhere. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he devoted himself to being calm.
"That's not true."
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"I'm, uh... I'm sorry?"
He knew he couldn't probe into her mind, with her nature and with the state it was in. He searched her eyes, regardless.
"I didn't forget about you." I mean, if she still went to visit...
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She didn't even care anymore. If he said he didn't, he didn't. She wanted to believe that. She wanted to go home with him, with this version that was neither married nor cold. "...I'm tired, Master. Just take me home. With you, and with Raticate, and with my son, and even your children. Even she can be there, just... Let's... I'm so tired. Of everything."
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"R-right here?!"
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